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My boyfriend and I took a road trip to Kill Devil Hills one weekend. The weekend started off with us consummating our relationship in my empty house which was amazing but started a habit of ours. We spent an amazing day together just laying in bed for hours but unfortunately that day was short lived when we were kicked out of my empty house because we weren't exactly supposed to be there. In our attempt to leave the island, his car broke down in, none other than, a Hooters parking lot. Because we weren't allowed to return to my house and had no money for a hotel, we snuck into an empty apartment owned by my employer. This apartment was our savior but no where near perfect. It was the dead of winter and the vacant apartment was left without heat and we were left without blankets. Although the conditions were terrible, the tribulations only brought us closer. We kept warm with body heat and the one, old sheet we found in the back of a closet. When that wasn't enough to leave feeling in our limbs, we took hot showers - about 10 a day. They weren't the best idea considering we didn't have a towel to dry us off afterwards in the cold air but they were temporarily satisfying. We survived for two days on those showers and delivery until we were able to come up with a plan to fix his car. That weekend was full of one bad event after another but I wouldn't trade the moments with my boyfriend for one second. |
